More white then whitest Lillies far, Or Snow, or whitest Swans you are: More white then are the whitest Creames, Or Moone-light tinselling the streames: More white then Pearls, or Juno's thigh; Or Pelops Arme of Yvorie. True, I confesse; such Whites as these May me delight, not fully please: Till, like Ixion's Cloud you be White, warme, and soft to lye with me. |